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Ringmaster
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Meanwhile...
He was fully charged, and left alone. Looking around this room he saw all of the other marvels of his time. The Mark II Mandroid armor, several sets of it, along one wall. A prototype sonic blaster in a display case. His own weapon systems were mainly offline as they had been deliberately disconnected. His self-repair protocols were also taken offline. It seems his captors had taken every precaution. One thing they couldn't take away was his strength, both in material strength and physical. That sonic blaster and his own fists would have to be his weapons of choice if he chose to make a break for it.
He was considering his path when he saw the red light above the hangar door start flashing, and the warning klaxons begin. With a quick eavesdrop on the local communications network, he quickly found out it was a perimeter alert. Nearby air traffic, they were sending a team to investigate.
Currently there were only two men in the room with him now, currently tinkering on a couple of the Mandroid armors.
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Hmmm.
Well, he wasn't going to get out of here without doing something. Very casually, he unplugged himself and let out a metallic sigh of relief.
"My thanks citizens. Say, what's going on here anyway? I hear some kind of humdinger coming our way."
He rose up and began to stretch, absently ensuring his joints and the rest of him was well-cared for.
They were, thankfully enough and he just waved a hand. "Ah, don't you worry. I'll deal with it myself. Juuuust gonna borrow this."
And he walked towards the sonic blaster, smashing in the glass to take it out.
"Sweet boys with toys, I'm feeling a little better for that!"